Author's note:
Hello! :D This story is about an American girl named Kadyn, who lives in the UK with her best friend, Sarah. They live on Wobble street, which is where Gorillaz new 'headquaters' is now located. Gorillaz hasn't released 'Do ya thing' just yet in this story, but they soon will. Also, I got the inspiration to write this story from a comment on their new music video. Someone said something along the lines of this; "People who write fanfics are sure to have fun with this." Hey! This guy/girl was right! Thank you, person, for giving me inspiration to write this story.
I walk past the small buildings of flats that I usually see on my way home, glad that I didn't have to live in one. They are so close together that I could stand between them and touch two of them at arms length! They do have some very nice flats, for expensive prices, but I still wouldn't consider living in one.
After a while of walking down the cracking sidewalk, I pause to stare at a flat that seems to always grab my attention the most out of all the others. It's not that this flat had extremely beautiful plants out in front of it, or a different design from the others, it's atmosphere is what gets my attention. It just doesn't seem... normal.
Another reason why it stands out from the rest is because of the HUGE man with dark skin and large, white eyes laying on it's roof; I'm beginning to think that may be the reason why I notice it the most.
Like the large sea of people crowded together in front of this strange flat, which is normally here every day, I gawk at the man with sheer wonder as to how he became so large.
"Does anyone know 'is name yet?" A man in the crowd calls out.
"Why should we care about wot 'is name is, yeah? He just looks like some overweight bastard to me."
I turn with angry eyes to glare at the man who replied with that rude comment, only to see that it was my idiotic neighbor, Alan Durwick. I sigh angrily. He really makes my blood boil.
I turn away from my neighbor to stare at the giant again, but my attention is quickly directed towards the blue haired man walking down the steps of this peculiar flat. Unnoticed by the crowd of people, he stops to stare at them all with a tired and dull look, like he probably does every day no doubt. Even with this expression on his pale face, I grin softly, thinking he is also a sight to see.
Now making his way through the crowd, the tall man begins to walk my way which sends me into a nervous and excited frenzy. I wait for him to get close enough, then clear my throat to prepare myself for a hopefully successful first impression. I smile, open my mouth to say hello, but watch as he slowly walks past me with a depressing frown on his face, and I then continue to watch him until the last spike of his blue hair disappears around the corner of a building.
'..Oh my God,' I think to myself, my mouth still hanging open, 'I couldn't even say hello to him.'
I turn away from his direction, feeling like a complete failure. Not only did I let the cutest guy just slip through my fingers, Alan Durwick is now walking towards me.
He calls my name, "'Ey, Kadyn!"
I try to hold back tears.
"D'you wanna go get some breakfast?"
I let out a very, very long and painful sigh.
"I'm sorry, Alan, but I can't. I have to be home in time to wake up Sarah."
"We could go some other time then." He replies quickly, brushing a strand of his light-brown hair away from his face, "Oh, and can I have one of your tin trashcans?"
I cringe. He always asks for my trashcans, and why he asks for them? It's because he supposedly kills the neighborhood cats, stuffs them in a tin trashcan, then sells them to a local Chinese restaurant. Actually, I know he does. There is no telling how many times I've called the police to this man, but they can never find any evidence to accuse him. One day, though, he'll be caught. Red handed.
"Um.. No. I currently have some trash in it."
"Alright, see ya later then." Alan turns and walks away like he doesn't have a care in the world, while I shed a few tears for my non-existence towards that cute guy, and for those poor cats.
Upon arrival to the front door of my brick, two floor house, I am greeted by my best friend's hairless cat, which is wearing a cheerful green and yellow sweater. I look past the sweater and narrow my eyes at the hairless creature before picking it up to bring it into the house, surprised that it hasn't already been captured by Alan; the lunatic..
Inside I sit the cat down and groan over a few scratches I just received from it, then head to my best friend's room.
"Sarah," I stand by her bed, shaking her shoulder, "get up." She slowly rolls over to face me.
"And keep your dang cat in the house." I add, irritably.
She replies calmly, "Run into Alan Dickwad, today?"
I scrunch up my nose at her sentence, wishing she wouldn't use that word.
"Yes," I step back so she can get out of her bed, "he asked me if I wanted to go eat breakfast with him."
Sarah yawns and lazily walks over to her dresser, "He must really like you."
"Well, I am sorry for our relationship being a one-sided love thing, but I have someone else I really like."
"Really? And who would that be?" She faces me while brushing her short blond hair.
"Oh, gosh, Sarah." I sit on her bed, a soft smile on my face as I remember how extremely tall he was, how cute his blue spiky hair was, and how gentle his large and dark eyes looked. "He is so cute, Sarah, and he's really tall too."
"... Does he happen to have blue and spiky hair?" My friend replies slowly.
"Yeah! He does actually. I mean, I never thought I would like someone with blue hair, but he just seems really sweet n' stuff." I jump up, "So you've seen him before?"
"Seen him? I've seen him bunches of times."
Author's note:
So! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of my many other chapters I shall post (which have already been typed up and are waiting to be posted), and I'm sorry this is so short. I promise they'll get longer. C: